Monday morning: I wake up with an uncomfortable feeling in my right cheek. It feels as though I had just bitten the inside of my cheek-no big deal it will feel better tomorrow or so I thought.
Tuesday Morning: I wake up to a swollen right cheek and a little bit of pain. I thought, maybe my wisdom teeth are acting up or something. I couldn't figure out what else it could be, it had to be my teeth. But my teeth didn't hurt, nor did my gums so I thought it very strange that my cheek would swell because of my nonhurting teeth. Being the smart and logical person that I am I go visit my friend Elizabeth, the wife of a dentist. Not an actual dentist. I thought maybe that being married to a dentist, some of his knowledge of the teeth might have rubbed off on her. She was able to make an emergency appointment for me with her husband for the next afternoon at 4. Apparently swelling isn't good and usually means infection (you might want to jot that down for when that happens to you).
Wednesday Morning: The swelling has gone down but the pain has increased. I'm still tapping on my teeth to make sure that isn't what is hurting and counting down the minutes until I can find out what is wrong. By 11 am at work I'm pretty desperate to see a professional. "Ding" the drive thru sound buzzes in my ear (as I am at work wearing a headset) and I recognize the voice - Shaun McIntire and friend and a doctor. So, I proceed to tell him my problems when he reaches the window and I basically get a medical exam through the starbucks drivethru window. No joke. He noticed the swelling and told me it was a duct or gland in my cheek that was clogged and not letting the fluids flow properly causing the swelling, pain and pressure (which by the way was now reaching my ear). I do not know the proper name for this. Dean Kirby tried to help me pronounce it but I don't remember. It's long and medical and that's all you need to know. So, he called in some antibiotics for me and I couldn't wait to get off of work to get them. So, on my way to get my medicine I go to get into my car and my handle of my driver side door comes completely off - and I think to myself "are you serious?!" My car already looks ghetto with my two back tire hubcaps missing and now I don't have door handle. For crying out loud the car is not that old. Maybe I just have brute strength that I didn't know I had or maybe was brought on by my swollen cheek. Now I climb in and out of my passenger side door to get into my car. Ridiculous. Then that night I play dodgeball with a bunch of teenagers wrapped in bubble wrap - oh yes - my life is not boring.
Thursday Morning: My cheek still hurts. I haven't eaten anything solid in the last two days and I'm cranky. Yesterday my thoughts were - this is hilariously disastrous. I mean I could laugh about this. Today my thoughts are I just want to eat. My dear friend Tara brought me ice cream and for that I am so grateful. I thought if there was any week that I needed a little extra encouragement this would be the week. But you can't ask for such things. I started my first class of grad school and found it unusually boring as my professor decided to tell us all about his life in Arizona. But at the end of the day I got to see Chris Larsen, hear him speak and hear the common ground band guys lead worship - that was wonderful.
Friday morning : well that's today and I don't know what's in store but I'm still hungry, have lost some weight and am battling crankiness. Pain is still there but I'm hoping next week will be better.
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